Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

Lightning and thunder streaked across the sky above the demon world. Dazzling rays of light instantly illuminated the earth, and thunder rumbled like thousands of horses galloping.

Lightning flashed across the sky, like a huge picture scroll composed of lightning. Each lightning bolt was like a giant dragon tumbling in the air, releasing amazing energy.

Lord Xuanming listened to the thunder exploding outside, picked up the teacup and took a sip, a determined smile appeared on his face.

"It seems that the old saying is true. This emotional barrier is the most difficult. Jimo, you are like Xuanxiao, and you ended up falling for a woman."

When the Demon Lord heard the words of Lord Xuanming, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes stared motionlessly at the blood and energy that was gradually gathering on the disc.

Jimo God looked towards the sky filled with dark clouds, his cold expression suddenly turned sharp and murderous, and with a whoosh, his body shot out like a streak of white light penetrating through space, rolling up a sky full of black smoke.

In the pitch-black hall, Han Yan was tied up with long thick iron chains and hung high in the air. All her joints were pierced by thick chains, making her unable to move.

The wounds on the wrists of both hands were deep, and bright red blood was dripping down, landing on the Qilin stepping on a ghost pattern in the center of the hall.

Han Yan listened to the thunder coming from outside, her consciousness became dizzy, and her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. She couldn't even open her eyes to look.

She didn't know how long it had been, she just felt her vision was a little blurry, until the heavy palace door was suddenly kicked open.

She forced herself to open her eyes and saw that her clothes had been soaked with her blood, and the bright red color had almost covered her entire body.

A strong light dispelled the turbidity and darkness, and a figure engraved in her memory stood with his back to the light and strode towards her.

The chains that bound Han Yan fell heavily to the ground, and she fell into a warm embrace. She smelled the familiar cold fragrance in her memory and called out softly.

"Brother..."

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito, but it still made Jimo Shenjun's back stiffen. He hugged her tightly, looking at her bloody wounds, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Yanyan..."

Lord Xuanming hid in the dark, watching Lord Jimo leave with the seriously injured and unconscious Han Yan in his arms. He ignored the angry eyes of the Demon Lord and casually walked aside and sat down.

The Demon Lord looked at the blood and energy that had not completely gathered together on the pattern of the Qilin stepping on ghosts. He forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and looked at the leisurely and contented Lord Xuanming.

"Didn't you say that the blood of the goddess would definitely succeed? I lost thousands of demon soldiers for this plan, is it just to get such a result?"

"Why are you panicking? It's just a little short. Why don't we just grab a few women? You'd better understand that without the blood of the Supreme Goddess Hanyan, the seal will not be broken even if we kill all the women in the world."

Upon hearing this, the Demon Lord looked at the Qilin's right eye, which was the only one not stained with blood. Thinking of the many dead demon soldiers, he glared at the Lord of Xuanming.

"Come here, go and capture some more women."

"Yes."

The demon soldiers took the order and walked out. Soon after they walked out of the demon world, they were killed one by one by the black unicorns waiting outside the demon world.

When Lord Xuanming passed by the entrance to the Demon Realm, he saw the Mo Qilin killing people indiscriminately and Xingchen jumping up and down beside Mo Qilin. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he had no intention of intervening to stop them.

He watched the excitement for a while, then left the entrance to the Demon Realm and headed straight for the Heaven Beyond Heaven.

In the Heaven Beyond Heaven, Haoyang Tianzun sat upright on a stone bench, holding a white jade chess piece in his hand, staring at the black and white chess pieces on the chessboard.

"Tianzun, Jimo has rescued the Supreme God Hanyan from the demon world."

"Well, sit down."

After carefully calculating the chess moves, Haoyang Tianzun smiled slightly with a little bit of joy in his smile, and placed the white chess piece on the chessboard with his slender fingers.

Lord Xuanming looked at the chess pieces scattered like stars on the chessboard, pure black and clean white, and traps everywhere beneath the calm appearance.

"The Heavenly Venerable has used the sentient beings of the six realms as chess pieces and the heaven and earth as a board. He has been planning for ten thousand years and now it looks like he is about to succeed, but...

Jimo is the most important chess piece and the only variable, Tianzun, the final winner of this chess game..."

Lord Haoyang heard the worry from Lord Xuanming. He didn't say much, just smiled lightly. Everything was self-evident.

"Tianzun, Haoyue and Biwu, when are you going to let them out?"

"Not urgent."

Lord Xuanming looked at the rocks behind the fluttering clouds, then looked at Lord Haoyang who looked calm and composed, and stood up.

"Since Tianzun has arranged everything, I will go back first. When the gods and demons fight, I will..."

Before Lord Xuanming could finish his words, he was grabbed by Lord Haoyang and thrown away. When he opened his eyes again, he saw Lord Haoyue, Lord Biwu, Goddess Xuanji and Goddess Qingyin gathered together and stared at him.

"You finally woke up. Who threw you in? Where on earth is this? We tried everything we could to get out but couldn't.

Oh, you don’t know how long we have been staying in this damn place. We can’t leave our fixed activity area at all.

Who are the people who are holding us captive? Not only did they hold us captive, but they even left us some space to move around. What do you think…"

Lord Biwu pulled Lord Xuanming up and kept muttering to himself, not giving Lord Xuanming a chance to answer.

Lord Haoyue had no intention of speaking. He just stared at Lord Xuanming quietly. His burning gaze seemed to see through his body and into his heart.

"Okay, Biwu, can you shut up? Xuanming, tell me, who threw you in here?"

Goddess Xuanji grabbed Lord Biwu who was about to continue speaking, pushed him away with force, and stared at Lord Xuanming who remained silent.

Lord Xuanming looked around and found that the place he was in was a completely unfamiliar space, not the Fairy Mountain where he disappeared with Lord Haoyue and the others.

"I don't know either. I saw you when I woke up. I went to the Netherworld, but I didn't find the Supreme God Hanyan."

He looked calm, and Lord Haoyue stared at him for a long time, but could not find any sign of him lying.

Lord Haoyue looked at Lord Biwu, the goddess Xuanji and the goddess Qingyin, who were all gloomy-faced, and his brows turned cold, with a slight annoyance rising in his heart.

"Xuan Ming, stop lying. Tell me, what exactly does Lord Haoyang want to do to Jimo and Hanyan by imprisoning us all here?"

Upon hearing this, the Goddess Xuanji and the Goddess Qingyin looked around at the silence and emptiness, and then looked at Lord Biwu, who had gone from a bewildered look to one of sudden enlightenment.

The three of them looked at the same thing, looking at Lord Xuanming who had a bitter smile on his lips. They found a little bit of faint demonic energy in him.